Latley I've been screaming.
Alone at night, or at the trainstation.
It's silent.
There is a pressure, right under my heart and beneath the ribs.
The tension you feel when you scream is constantly present.
I've discovered that these are emotions I don't succumb to.
Acceptance.
May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 8:27 AM UTC
Latley I've been screaming.
Alone at night, or at the trainstation.
It's silent.
There is a pressure, right under my heart and beneath the ribs.
The tension you feel when you scream is constantly present.
I've discovered that these are emotions I don't succumb to.
Acceptance.
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